Chapter 1606
"Young Master Longshen, first give the Patriarch a pill to suppress the fire poison, Xuanyuan Moze has already released it! I guarantee it with my life!" Ximen Fan Jian said anxiously.
"Young Master Dragon God, Uncle Dragon God, please hurry up, my grandfather can't hold it anymore!" Ximen Qing couldn't care about the identity of Young Master, so he hurriedly pleaded.
"Nitian, are you alright?" Feng Wuchen looked at Long Nitian and asked, completely ignoring the people of the Ximen family.
Long Nitian said: "It's okay, all the injuries have recovered."
"..." The people of the Ximen family were helpless, their faces full of panic and worry, they could only watch Ximen Xuanzi being tortured by fire poison.
A few minutes later, a sound of breaking the sky came from the sky.
Xuanyuan Moze is back.
No one from the Xiahou family came, obviously they couldn't afford to lose face.
"Xuanyuan, what did you do? It's so slow to come back! Didn't you see that Ximen Patriarch was waiting for his master to help him suppress the fire poison? Everyone is dying of anxiety!" Tian Luo blamed his face.
"That's right, you're still the Eighth Heavenly Emperor, why don't you come back in a flash? It's all wasted so much time, you see how painful Ximen Patriarch is, and he doesn't know how to care." Ao Qing said angrily.
The two of them sang together, and they were definitely at the level of movie stars.
Others are also accusing.
Everyone in the Ximen family was so angry that they almost vomited three liters of blood.
What a hurry! What the fuck cares! It's all bullshit!
In a hurry and have a casual chat?
He was not in a hurry at all, he was all in the mood of watching a play, and wished that Ximen Xuanzi would suffer more.
"Young Master Dragon God, Xuanyuan Moze is back, can we start?" Ximen Qing pleaded in a low voice, looking at Feng Wuchen pitifully.
"Young Master Dragon God, quickly suppress the fire poison for the Patriarch." Ximen Changkong said anxiously.
"Xuanyuan, I didn't say you, you are becoming more and more lawless, do you know that human life is at stake?" Feng Wuchen scolded, completely treating Ximen Changkong and Ximen Qing as air, without even looking at it.
Ximen Changkong's old face twitched violently, and the sense of humiliation that was ignored instantly surged into his heart, and it became more and more intense. He said viciously in his heart: "You better not catch this old man, otherwise the old man will let you live and die!"
Xuanyuan Moze was so anxious that he was about to cry, and quickly explained: "Master, I also want to hurry up, but I'm counting the spar, and it's already the fastest. I'll move back immediately after I count the spar."
"Count the spar?" Everyone was stunned and looked at Xuanyuan Moze in amazement.
"What spar?" Feng Wuchen asked in surprise.
Xuanyuan Moze explained: "Inexplicably wounded and imprisoned in death row, and then inexplicably begging me to come out, what's this all about? Can I not be angry? In one anger, I destroyed six palaces of the Xiahou family and severely damaged ten The three great heavenly emperors made my hands hurt. This is a big loss, so I casually asked them to give 50 billion spar to treat my hand injury. There are so many 50 billion spar, of course, it will take time to count them. , what if there is one missing? I can't let the Xiahou family end up with a reputation for being unbelievable?"
Destroying six palaces and inflicting heavy losses on thirteen great heavenly emperors?
Just ask them to give 50 billion spar? This is simply a lion's mouth!
After digging 50 billion spar, and saying that he is worried that the reputation of the Xiahou family will be damaged?
What kind of bullshit is this?
"..." Everyone in the Dragon Temple was stunned again.
The people of the Ximen family also petrified on the spot, all staring at Xuanyuan Moze dumbfounded.
Anyone can imagine the hideous expressions of the Xiahou family.
"Xuanyuan, you... You really want 50 billion spar?" Gu Yuan swallowed and asked, looking at Xuanyuan Moze dully.
"Will it be too little?" Xuanyuan Moze was also stunned for a while.
"..." The people of the Ximen family were completely stunned.
"Master, I have carefully counted it ten times. There are 50 billion spar, and a lot of them are all in this storage ring." Xuanyuan Moze respectfully said, and directly handed the storage ring to Feng Wuchen.
My God, Xuanyuan Moze actually counted it ten times, how much time was wasted?
It can be said that the people of the Ximen family were so angry that they were so angry that their internal organs were tumbling.
Everyone in the Dragon God Temple secretly gave Xuanyuan Moze a thumbs up. They didn't know that Xuanyuan Moze was wasting time on purpose.
This time the Dragon Temple was in danger, and it was really a blessing in disguise.
Not only were Long Nitian and Xuanyuan Moze safe and sound, but they also pinched the little braids of the Ximen family, and now they have swindled the Xiahou family with 50 billion spar, and they even got their money back.
Ten minutes have passed since Xuanyuan Moze came back, and Feng Wuchen still has no intention of helping Ximen Xuanzi suppress the fire poison.
The people in the Dragon God Temple started talking in the square, which made everyone in the Ximen family feel so angry that their lungs were about to explode.
You know, Ximen Xuanzi is still screaming and rolling over there!
Is it bullshit to say that you are dying?
Where is the concern?
It's just talking nonsense with eyes open, without any conscience at all.
Beast! Simply beast!
"Young Master Dragon God, can you suppress the fire poison for the Patriarch?" Resisting the urge to shoot Feng Wuchen to death, Ximen Zhangkong asked in a deep voice.
"Aiya!" Feng Wuchen slapped his head violently and said, "Look at my memory, I have forgotten Patriarch Ximen. I'm really sorry, I'll be fine right away."
forget?
Can't you hear when Ximen Xuanzi is crying and howling?
With such a loud voice, the dead are afraid to wake up!
Feng Wuchen took out an elixir, and when his figure flashed, he had already given the elixir to Ximen Xuanzi.
The fire poison that everyone is afraid of can't hurt Feng Wuchen in the slightest.
The people of the Ximen family were once again shocked on the spot.
But they didn't think much about it. Ximen Xuanzi took the medicine pill, and the fire poison was immediately suppressed. It was an immediate effect.
The fire poison disappeared, and Ximen Xuanzi's old face was pale and powerless.
Glancing at Feng Wuchen with wicked eyes, Ximen Xuanzi roared in a low voice, "Go!"
The people of the Ximen family immediately flew away, not wanting to be embarrassed any more.
Today's humiliation can be said to be deep in the souls of everyone in the Ximen family.
"Patriarch Ximen, don't give it away, welcome to the Dragon Temple next time!" Feng Wuchen laughed loudly.
"puff!"
Speaking of the Dragon God Temple, Ximen Xuanzi, who flew high in the sky, squeezed his forehead with anger, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
awful! How miserable!
After being tortured to death by Feng Wuchen twice, Ximen Xuanzi, an old bone, may not be able to withstand the third torture.
"Patriarch! Patriarch!" Everyone in the Ximen family was shocked.
"Haha!" Everyone in the Dragon Temple laughed wildly.
"Old fox, fight with me, you are still a little tender!" Feng Wuchen smiled evilly.
"Master, Zhu Mietian possesses the power of Heavenly Venerate, which is not easy to deal with." Long Nitian frowned and said with a serious expression.
Feng Wuchen frowned and said, "I'll go to the spirit beast clan."
"Young Master Longshen, first give the Patriarch a pill to suppress the fire poison, Xuanyuan Moze has already released it! I guarantee it with my life!" Ximen Fan Jian said anxiously.
"Young Master Dragon God, Uncle Dragon God, please hurry up, my grandfather can't hold it anymore!" Ximen Qing couldn't care about the identity of Young Master, so he hurriedly pleaded.
"Nitian, are you alright?" Feng Wuchen looked at Long Nitian and asked, completely ignoring the people of the Ximen family.
Long Nitian said: "It's okay, all the injuries have recovered."
"..." The people of the Ximen family were helpless, their faces full of panic and worry, they could only watch Ximen Xuanzi being tortured by fire poison.
A few minutes later, a sound of breaking the sky came from the sky.
Xuanyuan Moze is back.
No one from the Xiahou family came, obviously they couldn't afford to lose face.
"Xuanyuan, what did you do? It's so slow to come back! Didn't you see that Ximen Patriarch was waiting for his master to help him suppress the fire poison? Everyone is dying of anxiety!" Tian Luo blamed his face.
"That's right, you're still the Eighth Heavenly Emperor, why don't you come back in a flash? It's all wasted so much time, you see how painful Ximen Patriarch is, and he doesn't know how to care." Ao Qing said angrily.
The two of them sang together, and they were definitely at the level of movie stars.
Others are also accusing.
Everyone in the Ximen family was so angry that they almost vomited three liters of blood.
What a hurry! What the fuck cares! It's all bullshit!
In a hurry and have a casual chat?
He was not in a hurry at all, he was all in the mood of watching a play, and wished that Ximen Xuanzi would suffer more.
"Young Master Dragon God, Xuanyuan Moze is back, can we start?" Ximen Qing pleaded in a low voice, looking at Feng Wuchen pitifully.
"Young Master Dragon God, quickly suppress the fire poison for the Patriarch." Ximen Changkong said anxiously.
"Xuanyuan, I didn't say you, you are becoming more and more lawless, do you know that human life is at stake?" Feng Wuchen scolded, completely treating Ximen Changkong and Ximen Qing as air, without even looking at it.
Ximen Changkong's old face twitched violently, and the sense of humiliation that was ignored instantly surged into his heart, and it became more and more intense. He said viciously in his heart: "You better not catch this old man, otherwise the old man will let you live and die!"
Xuanyuan Moze was so anxious that he was about to cry, and quickly explained: "Master, I also want to hurry up, but I'm counting the spar, and it's already the fastest. I'll move back immediately after I count the spar."
"Count the spar?" Everyone was stunned and looked at Xuanyuan Moze in amazement.
"What spar?" Feng Wuchen asked in surprise.
Xuanyuan Moze explained: "Inexplicably wounded and imprisoned in death row, and then inexplicably begging me to come out, what's this all about? Can I not be angry? In one anger, I destroyed six palaces of the Xiahou family and severely damaged ten The three great heavenly emperors made my hands hurt. This is a big loss, so I casually asked them to give 50 billion spar to treat my hand injury. There are so many 50 billion spar, of course, it will take time to count them. , what if there is one missing? I can't let the Xiahou family end up with a reputation for being unbelievable?"
Destroying six palaces and inflicting heavy losses on thirteen great heavenly emperors?
Just ask them to give 50 billion spar? This is simply a lion's mouth!
After digging 50 billion spar, and saying that he is worried that the reputation of the Xiahou family will be damaged?
What kind of bullshit is this?
"..." Everyone in the Dragon Temple was stunned again.
The people of the Ximen family also petrified on the spot, all staring at Xuanyuan Moze dumbfounded.
Anyone can imagine the hideous expressions of the Xiahou family.
"Xuanyuan, you... You really want 50 billion spar?" Gu Yuan swallowed and asked, looking at Xuanyuan Moze dully.
"Will it be too little?" Xuanyuan Moze was also stunned for a while.
"..." The people of the Ximen family were completely stunned.
"Master, I have carefully counted it ten times. There are 50 billion spar, and a lot of them are all in this storage ring." Xuanyuan Moze respectfully said, and directly handed the storage ring to Feng Wuchen.
My God, Xuanyuan Moze actually counted it ten times, how much time was wasted?
It can be said that the people of the Ximen family were so angry that they were so angry that their internal organs were tumbling.
Everyone in the Dragon God Temple secretly gave Xuanyuan Moze a thumbs up. They didn't know that Xuanyuan Moze was wasting time on purpose.
This time the Dragon Temple was in danger, and it was really a blessing in disguise.
Not only were Long Nitian and Xuanyuan Moze safe and sound, but they also pinched the little braids of the Ximen family, and now they have swindled the Xiahou family with 50 billion spar, and they even got their money back.
Ten minutes have passed since Xuanyuan Moze came back, and Feng Wuchen still has no intention of helping Ximen Xuanzi suppress the fire poison.
The people in the Dragon God Temple started talking in the square, which made everyone in the Ximen family feel so angry that their lungs were about to explode.
You know, Ximen Xuanzi is still screaming and rolling over there!
Is it bullshit to say that you are dying?
Where is the concern?
It's just talking nonsense with eyes open, without any conscience at all.
Beast! Simply beast!
"Young Master Dragon God, can you suppress the fire poison for the Patriarch?" Resisting the urge to shoot Feng Wuchen to death, Ximen Zhangkong asked in a deep voice.
"Aiya!" Feng Wuchen slapped his head violently and said, "Look at my memory, I have forgotten Patriarch Ximen. I'm really sorry, I'll be fine right away."
forget?
Can't you hear when Ximen Xuanzi is crying and howling?
With such a loud voice, the dead are afraid to wake up!
Feng Wuchen took out an elixir, and when his figure flashed, he had already given the elixir to Ximen Xuanzi.
The fire poison that everyone is afraid of can't hurt Feng Wuchen in the slightest.
The people of the Ximen family were once again shocked on the spot.
But they didn't think much about it. Ximen Xuanzi took the medicine pill, and the fire poison was immediately suppressed. It was an immediate effect.
The fire poison disappeared, and Ximen Xuanzi's old face was pale and powerless.
Glancing at Feng Wuchen with wicked eyes, Ximen Xuanzi roared in a low voice, "Go!"
The people of the Ximen family immediately flew away, not wanting to be embarrassed any more.
Today's humiliation can be said to be deep in the souls of everyone in the Ximen family.
"Patriarch Ximen, don't give it away, welcome to the Dragon Temple next time!" Feng Wuchen laughed loudly.
"puff!"
Speaking of the Dragon God Temple, Ximen Xuanzi, who flew high in the sky, squeezed his forehead with anger, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
awful! How miserable!
After being tortured to death by Feng Wuchen twice, Ximen Xuanzi, an old bone, may not be able to withstand the third torture.
"Patriarch! Patriarch!" Everyone in the Ximen family was shocked.
"Haha!" Everyone in the Dragon Temple laughed wildly.
"Old fox, fight with me, you are still a little tender!" Feng Wuchen smiled evilly.
"Master, Zhu Mietian possesses the power of Heavenly Venerate, which is not easy to deal with." Long Nitian frowned and said with a serious expression.
Feng Wuchen frowned and said, "I'll go to the spirit beast clan."
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